➥COMPLETED Dark, mysterious, powerful. When Charlie Weasley was given the order to find her and recruit her for the war, these were the words Dumbledore used to describe Anastasia Voinescu, an incredible young witch that chose her life as an outcast in the forests of Romania straight after graduating Durmstrang. What Dumbledore actually meant - of that Charlie was sure - were the words dangerous, evil and breathtakingly beautiful. Now it was on him gaining her trust and persuade her to fight for what's right. Not the easiest task on a woman that lived after her own laws ... °° end of hbp → dh status: ongoing

Das Leben des Dorfes nahe des Düsterwaldes ist unspektakulär und eintönig. Als jedoch eines Tages eine geheimnisvolle Stimme das Dorf zu einem Spielbrett erklärt, ändert sich dies schlagartig. Aus Menschen werden Spieler und aus Freunden werden Feinde. Jeder Dorfbewohner erhält eine Rolle, die er Dank einer einhergehenden Charakterveränderung auch ohne große Bedenken ausüben kann. Ab diesem Zeitpunkt versucht jeder, mit seiner Partei zu gewinnen. Zu verlieren bedeutet den Tod. Evelyn besitzt zwar eine Rolle ohne Fähigkeiten, verschafft sich aber dennoch den Respekt der Dorfgemeinschaft. Mit findigen Strategien versucht sie, das Böse unter ihnen ausfindig zu machen. Doch so ganz klappt das nicht, denn neben zweifelnden Mitspielern und mörderischen Nachtrollen kommt sie nach und nach hinter das große Geheimnis des mysteriösen Spieles. ⊱⋅ ──────────── ⋅⊰ Basierend auf Philippe des Phallières' und Hervé Marly's "Die Werwölfe von Düsterwald". Das Buch ist natürlich auch lesbar, wenn ihr das Spiel nicht kennt. Teilnehme bei #hstorys22 & #floweraward22 & #pegasusaward22

Forks is a rainy town - where there were many strange people and things happened.

dean redding x fem oc

"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕." ... FOCxTMR CW: 🔞 graphic and dark themes (specific warnings and disclaimers can be found inside) 🔞 Also on Ao3 #1 in riddle #1 in knightsofwalpurgis #1 in horcrux #2 in tomriddle

❝ 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙄'𝙢 𝙖 𝙎𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙪𝙥 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙣𝙤𝙬. ❞ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ❝ 𝙄'𝙢 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝, 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡. ❞ ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌 :･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ ∘₊✧ ── ❪ 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙾𝙳𝙰𝙸𝚁 ❫ ── ✧₊∘ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 ━ a Capitol princess with gilded secrets meets her match in a victor with too many scars and a mission to dismantle the facade she wears like a crown. ∘₊✧ betrayal, power, and forbidden love weave a dangerous game neither of them can afford to lose. ✧₊∘ #1 in #Finnick 06/09/2024 #1 in #Panem 17/11/2024 #1 in #Katniss 24/11/2024 #1 in #Snow 12/12/2024 #1 in #Lucygray 06/01/2025 #1 in #Coin 08/01/2025 #1 in #Hg 25/01/2025 #1 in #Presidentsnow 27/01/2025 #1 in #Mockingjay 28/01/2025

[Regulus black x original muggle character] [enemies to lovers] [kind of a slow burn] Flora, the muggle half-sister of protective older brother Remus Lupin, finds herself hidden away during the First Wizarding War for fear of werewolf attacks. Her life is lonely and quiet until Regulus Black, a former Deatheater and insufferable, arrogant prick, is also in need of sanctuary. Or, a story in which Regulus never expected he would fall in love with a muggle. [enemies to lovers] [regulus black x original muggle character] This fic was inspired by WizardGod's 'dirty old town.' I did have a similar concept prior to reading her work, so it's more accurate to say it motivated me to write this. The setup is generally the same, but this story is very different. WizardGod's fic is brilliant and I highly recommend it if you haven't already read it! Barty Crouch Jr. is tagged but he doesn't come into the story until chapter 23.

the twins with differences * One girl was born with a gift, while the other was left behind in more ways than one.

Spencer wraps the blanket tighter around us causing me to melt into him further. He sweeps my wet hair over my shoulder while I stare out towards the golden sunset. He plants a kiss on my temple before nuzzling his face into my neck. "Thank you," He whispers. I run my fingers through his soft curls, "For what?" "For showing me life doesn't always have to be so serious," He sighs. "I don't know what I did before you," He mutters, almost like it wasn't for me to hear.

the stains that blotched their shirts were different; his from spilled coffee and hers from accidental cigarette burns. however, the stains on their bodies matched so beautifully. the red hickeys ethereally nested on her collarbones blending with the purple love bites trailing up his neck. [r. lupin] [highest: #60 fanfiction, #1 remuslupin] [warning: contains tobacco use & mature references]